"I know, but I have your precious son in my grasp," Lin Tian said, gripping Liang Dong's fingers. "If you refuse, I'll break all nine of his remaining fingers, and then beat him to death. Think carefully, what's more important to you, your pride or your son's life? Make up your mind quickly; I'm not giving you much time."
"You...!" Liang Sihai was so angry that he was at a loss for words, unsure of what to do.
"Elder, you can't kneel, you're an Elder of the Tianxia Alliance, so many brothers are looking up to you. If you kneel before a nobody like him, how will you lead them in the future?" One of his close followers said, mustering the courage to offer well-intentioned advice.
"Shut up," Liang Sihai roared. He knew the stakes all too well to need someone else to tell him.
He didn't want to be at Lin Tian's mercy, for that would mean he'd have to agree to whatever unreasonable demands Lin Tian made. He wanted to take the initiative into his own hands.
